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OCTOROON; 

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Botton Museum, 1861. Howard Athenaeum, 1861, 

Mr. John Wilson. ' L. F. Rand. 

William Warren. D. Setchell. 

R. F. McClannin. W. Hi Curtis. 

Jos. Wheelock. H. Langdon. 

William Whalley. E. L. Davenport. 

O. F. Ketchum. D. Hanchett. 

Louis ilestayer. W S. Lennox. 

J. E. Whiting. T. E. "Litton. 

Sol. Smith, Jr. S, H. Verney. 

J. II. Ring. J. H. Browne. 

Bartlett. Blaisdell. 

F. Hardenbergh. F. Uardenbergh. 

Josie Orton. Miss 0. Marshall. 

J. S. Nolan. W. B. Otis. 


Gsobge Petton, 
Salem Scudder, 

Mr. Scnntside, 

Jacob M’Closkt, 
Wahnotee, 

Captain Batts, 
Colonel Pointdeiteb, 
Jcles Thibodeaux, 
Judge Caillou, 
Lafouche, 

Jackson, 

Old Pete, 

Paul (a boy slave), 
Solon, 


Mrs. Petton, 
Zoe, 

Dora Sunnyside, 
Grace, 

Minnie, 

Dido, 


Miss Emily Mestayer. Mrs. J E. Sylvester. 
Kate Reignolds. Miss Josie Orton. 
Annie Clark. Mrs .. W. H. Smith. 
Louise Anderson. Miss Burbank. 

Lizzie Baker. Miss Ramsay 

Mrs. E. Thompson. 


George Petton. — Light travelling suit. 

Jacob M’Closkt. — Dark coat, light waistcoat, brown trousers. 

Scudder. — Light plantation suit. 

Pete and Negroes. — Canvas trousers, shoes, striped calico 
shirts. ' 

Sunntside. — Planter’s nankeen suit, broad-brimmed straw hat. 

Batts. — (Captain of a steamer.) Black coat, waistcoat, and 
trousers. 

Planters. —Various characteristic suits. 

Indian. — Deer-skin trousers and body, blanket, moccasons, Ii> 
dian knot and feathers for the hair. 

Mrs Petton. — Black silk dress. 

Zoe. — White muslin dress. . ' „ 

Dora. — Fashionable morning dress, hat ancf leather. ~ 

Femaie Slaves. — Striped skirts and calico jackets, some with 
kerchiefs round the head. 



THE 0CT0E00N 


ACT I. 

Scene l.-A view of the Plantation Terrebonne, inilo «««■ - 
A branch of the Mississippi is seen winding through the lust ate. 

A low built, but extensive Planter’s Duelling, surrounded with a 
veranda, and raised a few feet from the ground, occupies the L. 
side. — A table and chairs, b. c. 

Grace discovered sitting at breakfast-table with Children. 

Enter Solon, from house, L. 

Solon. Yah! you bomn’ble fry —git out —a gen’leman cant 

P Grace7 {Seizing a fly whisk.) Hee! ha—git out! (.Drives Chil¬ 
dren away: in escaping they tumble against and trip up boLO*, 
who falls with tray ; the Children steal the bananas and rolls that 
fall about.) 

Enter Pete, r. u. e. ( he is lame) ; he carries a mop and pail. 
Pete. Hey! laws a massey! why, clar out! drop dat banana! 
m murder this yer crowd. ( lie chases Children about; they leap 
over railing at back.) Exit Solon, r. u. b. 

Dem little niggers is a judgment upon dis generation. 

Enter Georoe, from house, l. 

George. What’s the matter, Pete. 

Pete. It’s dem black trash, Mas’r George; dis ere property wants 
daring; dem’s getting too numerous round: when I gets time 111 
kill some on ’em, sure! 

George. They don’t seem to be scared by the threat.. 

Pete. Top, you varmin! top till I get enough of you in one place I 
George. Were they all born on this estate? 

Pete. Guess they nebber was born — dem tings! what, dem ? - 
.get away! Born here — dem darkies? What, on Terreboni 1 * i 
Don’t b’lieve it, Mas'r George; dem black tings never was born at 
all; dcy swarmed one mornin’ on a sassafras tree in the swatup: 
I cotched ’em; dey ain’t no ’count. Dorf’t b’lieve dey’ll turn out nig¬ 
gers wlieu dey're growed; dcy'll come out sunthin else. 

Grace. Yes, Mas’r George, dcy was born here; and old Pete ii 
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Pet». Whfct ? dom tings — dem ? — get away (make* blow at iht 
Childufn.) Born hero! dern darkies! Wlmt, on Terrebonne? 
Don’t b’lievo it, Mas’r George, — no. One morning dey swarmed 
on a sassafras tree in de swamp, and I cotched ’em all in a sieve 
— dat’s how dey come on top of dis y earth — git out, you, — ya, yai 
(Laughs.) Exit Grace, b. u. e. 

Enter Mrs. Peyton, from house. 

Mrs. P. So, Pete, you are spoiling those children as usual! 

Pete. Dat's right, missus 1 gib it to ole Pete! -he’s alters in for it. 
Git away derel Ya! if dey aint all lighted, like coons, on dat-snake 
fence, just out of shot. Lookdar! Yal ya! Demdebiis. Yal 

Mrs. P. Pete, do you hear ? 

Pete. Git down dar 1 I’m arter you! Hobbles off, r. 1 x. 

Mrs. P. You are out early this morning, George. 

George. I was up before daylight. We got the horses saddled, 
and galloped down the shell road over the Piney Patch; then coast¬ 
ing the Bayou Lake, we crossed the long swamps, by Paul’s Puth, 
and so came home again. 

Mrs* P. (Laughing.) You seem already familiar with the names of 
every spot on the estate. 

Enter Pete. — Arranges breakfast, fie. 

George. Just one month ago I quitted Paris. I left that siren 
city as I would have left a beloved woman. 

Mrs. P. No wonder! I dare say you left at least a dozen be¬ 
loved women there, at the same time. 

George. I feel that I departed amid universal and sincere regret. 
I left my loves and my creditors equally inconsolable. 

Mrs. P. George, you are incorrigible. Ahljrou remind me so 
much of your uncle, the judge. 

George. Bless his dear old handwriting, it’s all I ever saw of him. 
For ten years his letters came every quarter-day, with a remittance 
and a word of advice in his formal cavalier style; and then a joke 
in die postscript, that upset the dignity of the foregoing. Aunt, 
win'll lie died, two years ago, I read over those letters of- his, and if 
1 d.dn’t cry like a baby- 

Mrs. P. No, George; say you wept like a man. And so you 
re illy kept those foolish letters? 

George. Yes; I kept the letters, and squandered the money. 

Mrs. P. (Embracing him.) Ah! why were you not my son — you 
are so like, my dear husband. —^ 

Enter Salem Scudder, r. 

Scud. Ain’t he I Yes — when I saw him and Miss Zoe galloping 
through the green sugar crop, and doing ten dollars’ worth of dam¬ 
age at every stride, says I, how like his old uncle he do make the 
dirt fly. 

George. O, aunt! what a bright, gay creature she is 1 

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Europe that can lift I^goSfd^nk • 

tell Miss Zoe that we are waiting. . V(rtJ 



,,B XT P My P S gSSS;V- 7re left in your uncle’s will heir to 
thi GeTge.' Subject to your life interest and an annuity to Zoe, is it 
D0 V“ ? P I fear that the property is so involved that the strictest 

yefrs to The ’judge look as overseer a bit of Connecticut hardware 
called M’Closky. The judge didn’t understand accounts « 

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proprietor of the richest half of Terrebonne 
Scudder. 

Scud P h&Ztt TZ going to straighten this account dear 
nnt What was this here Scudder? Well, he lived in New Y ^ y 
siltin’ with his heels up in front of French’s Hotel, and mventin 

^•^'improvements — anything, from i t0 ^ 

sine Well, he cut that for the photographing line. H 
Kji hcountilA. 

’l.i hTit intn v’uccs^his invention, and im^rovemonta °" ‘ lu * “ w "’ 
'iis - ew cotton gins broke down, the sugar-mills burst up, 

until le finished off with his folly what Mr. M’Closky with las 

knavery U-gan-^em, how can you efl y so? Haven’t you worked 

lik .W.° r No, ma’am, I worked like an ass- R8 honest one and 
AH. Now, Mr. George, between the two overseers, you and 


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Tact i. 


• thingf^st 0 ^ M I*e£2 it ‘fz gr ° Und r that «»« state of 
Georg,. *T ia Zoe 8 can flx (Zoe sing, without, u) 

ji«rneJ^i[nproTomon t n rhere?^ < Aln^t a thut^i i0,r ' / Can, ‘ introduc e any 
liftj the heart up, don't it ? * that a cure for old age; it kinder 

neighbw " 

VZll aa i f 8he V "-nher g o^ h c U hird n0th0r W0 “ ai1 W ° U,d a ^ 

Hr A. ruins of a Te^bl e nV n t d ha h u ilP r Pier * be W »•*•* and 
bad half Louisiana without you. ’ 1 WOuld have beeu t0 have 

„ Entcr Zoe, from house, l. 

“*“ h «l| tho yej round 1 ' lik « * bamboo cane, 

<~miU oero, 

b» s her righ, oK ''%» 1 ■?» h »«. I a hall 

and < 0 deep patZ rfo «"» 

b^moa. Hiliol (sA^SLS^-SaStiS 

^ H *' Debbe1 ’ 8 in de P“il 1 Whar’s breakfast ^ W ‘ ** 
and Dtno ^ *** K . B . 

pans — jess tas^MasVGefrge — and^ 6 ' - a dish of Pen- 

™, d o, sa glosh. d bere 8 frl ed bananas; smell 

dat right 1 black ns nig^re clar^S v hfe 8 in dan « er * 8 ure! 
George (ZooAs off.) Yah! here’s Mas>°fi, may drink dat - Mas’r 
Worn, jist drov up. Some of v„ M bun »y«ide, and Missev 
.Md .ato^dlj, Dido. (StaTaSM hoUdobo."^ 
iy Solon and Dido, b. u f.) * * * AoW ’ and o/, 


oFn^w 8 dnnyside and Dora, b. v . , 


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don’t see Zoe; Mr. Sunuyside. 0 n ° t,Ce Zoe - ~ (Aloud.) Yon 


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THJT OCTOROON. 


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Sunny. Ah I Zoe, girl; are you there ? 

Dora. Tnke my slmwl, ?oe. (Zoe help* her.) What a good 
creature she is. 

Sunny. I dare say, now, that in Europe you have never met any 
lady more beautiful in person, or more polished in planners, than 
that girl. 

George. You are right, sir; though I shrank from expressing 
that opinion in her presence, so bluntly. 

Sunny. Why so? 

George. It may be considered offensive. 

Sunny. (Astonished.) What? I say, Zoe, do you hear that? 

Dora. Mr. Peyton is joking. 

Mrs. P. (l. c.) My nephew is not acquainted with our customs 
in Louisiana, but lie will soon understand. 

George. Never, aunt! I shall never understand how to wound 
the feelings of any lady; and, if that is the custom here, I Shall 
never acquire it. 

Dora. Zoe, my dear, what does he mean? 

Zoe. I don’t know. 

George. Excuse me, I’ll light a cigar. (Goes up.) 

Dora. ( Aside to Zoe.) Isn’t he sweet 1 O, dear Zoe, is he in 
love with anybody ? 

Zoe. How can I tell? 

Dora. Ask him, I want to know; don’t say I told you to inquire, 
but find out. Minnie, fan me, it is so nice — and his clothes are 
French, ain't they ? 

Zoe. 1 think so; shall I ask him that too? 

Dora. No, dear. I wish he would make love to me. When ho 
speaks to one he does it so easy, so gentle; it isn’t bar-room style; 
love lined with drinks, sighs tinged with tobacco — and they say all 
the women in Paris were in love with him, which I feel I shall be; 
stop fanning me; what nice boots he wears. 

Sunny. ( To Mrs. Peyton.) Yes, ma’am, I hold a mortgage 
over Terrebonne; mine’s a ninth, and pretty near covers all the 
property, except the slaves. I believe Mr. M’Closky has a bill of 
sale on them. O, here he is. 

Enter M’Closky, b. u. e. 

Sunny. Good morning, Mr. M’Closky. 

MClosky. Good morning, Mr. Sunnyside; Miss Dora, your 
servant. 

. Dora. (Seated , b. c.) Fan me, Minnie.— (Aside.) I don’t like 
that man. 

MClosky. (Aside, c.) Insolent as usual.— (Aloud.) You 
begged me to call this morning. I hope I’m not intruding. 

Mrs. P. My nephew, Mr. Peyton. 

MClosky. O, how d’ye do, sir? (Offers hand, Geobob bows 
coldly, r. c., aside.) A puppy, if he brings any of his European 
airs here we’ll fix him. — (Aloud.) Zoe, teU Pete to give my maro a 
feed, will ye? 

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^r? Q p y- ' did 1 *«■*on ye? fj£k 

*£?• tnJ b *J 18 i he matter with Qeorge ? 

~ <**»*«JT«,»wO Go, Minaie, tell Pete; run ! 

S^baJ Qr f?’ , attendto Mr - M’CIosky. 

pktton^ b H akfa8t ’ and a bit ° f 

ruffian to your table ? M * 8 ' Pkttos, '> How can 7°“ ask that rulgai 

ration.' 'WeVe^e^oodto a stran^r * 5 ber ?* H is a " obll. 

but because he is hungry. * ' not becaUie ^ e “ a gentleman, 

PaSThZf* promised^ me‘a betfr and 1 "*^* d<>Wn t0 the 4 tchaf “ b ‘7a. 
Nimrod yonder, with his Indinn, dCer .° r tW £ 1 Bee m 7 little 
HoJ Pauli {Enter, W.) COmpamon - Eicuse ladies. 
*** (.Outside.) I’es, Mas’r George. 

Enter Pato » r - o- b-i Indian, «rko up. 

^^we^4 a Sd W tS&S Sb 

£fek wh0 — J 

»' (Slowly lowering his whip,) Darn *ou red skin Pll 

p * ; off r *?. both <>f y?- cafe.- “ 

nariononV West! “ .*V DU,8anCe ’ Wh 7 d ™’‘ he return to hi. 
f Gos ^y- He’s too fond of thieving and whiskey. 

here°*be cause h vl? ,h \^tle honest creature, and remain. 

WU P I h * / e * * hat bo 7 w,th the tenderness of a woman 
m., h M ^j‘ u, 1 wa8 **/““ down with the swamp fever the Indian sat 
outside the hut, and neither ate, slept, or spoke for five days till the 
ch.ld- could recognize and call him to bis bedside He who ‘an 
io S s 0 p" wTT^t’' SI> ° ak iU of poor wThnotee! 6 ^ 

r^a^ sl'eugh 6 ’ W y ° U g ° Wk t0 y ° Ur P€0ple ’ 

d< ? n - understand; he speaks a mash-up of Indian. 
ln l¥r' _Wahnotee Patira na sepau assa wigiran. P 
MaM^otee. Weal Omenee. 

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Paul. 8ays he’ll go if I’ll go with him. He calls me Omenee, 
the >igo.m, and Mis. Zoe is Ninemoosha, the Sweetheart. »' 
Wahnotee. (Pointing to "Lob.) Ninemoosha. 

Zoe. No, Wahnotee, we can’t spare Paul. 

Paul. If Omenee remain, Wahnotee will die in Terrebonne. 
(During the dialogue Wahnotee has taken Geoboe’s gun.) 

Enter Geobge, l. 

George. Now I’m ready. (Geoboe tries to regain his gum 
Wahnotee ref uses to give it up ; Paul quietly takes it from him 
and remonstrates with him.) 

Dora. Zoe, he’s going; I want him to stay and make love to me 
that’s what I came for to-day. 

Mrs. P. George, I can’t spare Paul for an hour or two : he must 
run over to the landing; the steamer from New Orleans passed up 
the river last night, and if there’s a mail they have thrown it ashore. 

Sunny. I saw the mail-bags lying in the shed this morning. 

Mrs. P. I expect an important letter from Liverpool; away 
with you, Paul; bring the mail-bags here. 

Paul. I m ’most afraid to take Wahnotce to the shed, there’s rum 
there. 

Wahnotee. Bum! 

Paul. Come, then, but if I catch you drinkin’, O, laws a mussey, 
you’ll get snakes 1 I’ll gib it you 1 now mind. 

Exit with Indian, e. c. b. 

tieorge. Come, Miss Dora, let me offer you my arm. 

Dora. Mr. George, I am afraid, if all we hear is true, you hare 
lsd a dreadful life in Europe. 

George. That’s a challenge to begin a description of my feminine 
adventures. 

Dora. You have been in love, then?, - 

George. Two hundred and forty-nine times I Let me relate you 
the worst cases. , - 

Dora. No 1 no I - 

George. I’ll put the naughty parts in French. 

Dora. I won’t hear a word 1 O, you horrible man! go on. 

Exit George and Dora to house. 

AT to sky. Now, ma am, I’d like a little business, if agreeable. 

I bring you news : your banker, old La Fouche, of New Orleans, is 
dead; the executors are winding up his affairs, and have foreclosed 
on ail overdue mortgages, so Terrebonne is for sale. Here’* the 
Picayune (producing paper) with the advertisement. 

Zoe . Terrebonne for 6ale I * 

Mrs. P. Terrebonne for sale, and you, sir, will doubtless become 
its purchaser. 

MClosky. Well, ma’am, I spose there’s no law agin my bidding 
for it. The more bidders, the better for you. You’ll take care, I 
guess, it don’t go too cheap. 

Mrs. P. O, sir, I don’t value the place for its price, but for the 
many happy days I’ve spent here: that landscape, flat and unin- 







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tore sting though it may he, is fall of charm far me: those noor 

mv v 'Vw 0 Mlf r ° Und | m0? ‘ fro , wia * U P ft,) out ®»7 heart, have hounded 
“T„™7 L f 5 ?? d . now tw 1080 that homely scone, lose tlwir block, 
f. f , £ace V °» ,lr - perhap* you should be as old as I am, to 
fce ’ a8 1 *°» "fe® P»*t Hfe is torn away from me. 

™?.l 08k K' Id *" darned K lad ^ somebody would tear my past 
Son 7 1 can>t he, P you, but the fact is, you're 
derrick al, ' fired meM that y° u couldn’t be pulled out without a 

Ye8 ’ !£ ere is » hope left yet, and I cling to it. The 

ATClosky. They owed him over fifty thousand dollars. 

von Mr M?rf R l n0t flnd entry in my husband’s accounts; but 
yon, Mr. M Closky, can doubtless detect it. Zoe, bring here the 
judge’s old desk; it is in the library. ffi Zoe fo hZe 

you?°* ky ' Y ° U d ° Qt expect 40 recover any of this old* debt, do 

Yes 5‘ he firm has recovered itself, and I received a notice' 
two months ago that some settlement might be anticipated. 

th«n Jr- iy ’ Wlth princi P al and interest this debt has been more 
than doubled in twenty years. 

r? U .! U “ ay be J ear ® yet .before it will be paid off, if ever. 
l Jj* If ii h f r ? 8 ? chance of it, there’s not, a planter round 
t who wouldn t lend you the whole oash, to keep your name and 
blood amongst us. Come, cheer up, old friend. 
t ? r *' P ' Ah 1 Sunnyside, how good you are; so like my poor Pey- 
*' i r. Mbs ‘ PsYTolr and Suitnvside to house. 

ATClosky. Curse their old families — they cut me — a bilious, 
conceited, thin lot of dried np aristocracy. I hato ’em. Just be- 
cause my grandfather wasn’t some broken-down Virginia transplant 
or a stingy old Creole, I ain’t fit to sit down with the same meat 
with them. It makes my blood so hot I feel my heart hiss. I’ll 
sweep these Peytons from this section of the country. Their pres- 
ince keeps alive the reproach against me that I ruined them: yet, 
if this money should come. Bah 1 There’s no change of it. Then, 
if they go, they’ll take Zoe — she’ll follow them. Darn that girl • 
•he makes me quiver when I think of her; she’e took me for alll’tn 
wortn. 

Enter Zoe from house, l., with the desk. 

X), here, do you know what annuity the old judge left you is worth 
.to-day? Not a picayune. " 

Zoe. It’S surely worth the love that dictated it; here are the 
papers and accounts. (Putting it on the table, b. o.) 

.x. M y iosky '* ? top ’ Zoe; come herol How would you like to rule 
the house of the richest planter on Atchapalaga — eh ? or say the 

Terrebonne 1 U bUy t,US ° ld barrack « and y° u shall be mistress of 
Zoe. O, sir, df> not speak so to me! 

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I am-rich, jine moi I’ll set you up grand, and we’ll give these Ural 
families here our dust, until yoa’ll see their white skins simrel u|i 
wiih hate and rage: what d’ye say? 

Zoe. Let me pass 1 O, pray, let me go! 

ATClosky. Wlrnt. you won’t, won’t ye ? If young George P’vtci; 
was to ninlce yon. the sumo offer, you’d jump at it, pretty darn. «• 
quick, I guess. Conic, Zoe, don’t be a fool; I’d marry you if 1 
jtuld, but you know I can’t; so just say what you want. Here. 

I * n, I’ll put back these Peytons in Terrebonne, and they shall 
Snow you dons it; yes, they’ll have you to thank for saving thee 
from ruin. . 

Zoe. Dc you think they would live here on such terms? 

ATClosky, Why not? We’ll hire out our slaves, and live on then 

•wages. ' 

Zoe. But I’m not a slave. . 

ATClosky. No; if you were I’d buy you, if you cost all I’m worth. 

Zoe. Let me pass 1 

ATClosky. Stop. 

Enter Scuddbb, B. 

Scud. . Let her pass. 

ATClosky. Eh? 

Scud. Let hei; pass I (Takes out his knife.') Exit Zoe to house. 

ATClosky. Is that you, Mr. Overseer? (Examines paper.) 

Scud. Yes, I’m here, somewhere, interferin’. 

ATClosky. ( Sitting, b. c.) A pretty mess you’ve got this estate 
In —— / 

Scud. Yes — me and Co. — we done it; but, as you were senior 
partner in the concern, I reckon you got the big lick. 

ATClosky. What d’ye mean. 

Scud. Let me proceed by illustration. (Sits, K.) Look tlmrl 
( Points with knife off,R.) D’ye see that tree? — it’s called a live' 
oak* and is a native here; beside it grows a creeper; year after 
year that creeper twihes its long arms round and round the tree — 
sucking the earth dry all about its roots — living on its life — over¬ 
running its branches, until at last the live oak withers and dies oflt. 
Do you know what the niggers round here call that sight? they call 
it the Yankee hugging the Creole. (Sits.) 

M’Closky. Mr. Scudder, I’ve listened to a great many of your 
insinuations, and now I’d like to come to an understanding what 
they mean. If you'want a quarrel - — 

Scudder. No, I’m the skurriest crittur at a fight you ever see; 
my legs have been too well brought up to stand and see my body 
abused; I tak~ good care of myself, I can tell you. 

M'Olosky Because Lheard thatyou had traduced my character. 

Scud. Traduced! Whoever said so lied. I always said you 
were tiie darndest thief that ever escaped a white jail to misrepre- 
. scut the North to the South. 

ATClosky. (Raises hand to lack of his neck.) What! 

Scud. Take your hand down — take it down. (M’Closkt low- 
ers his hand.) Whenever I gets into company like yours, I slwsyi 
start with the advantage on my side. 









iT Closky. What d’ye mean? - ‘7 , ; 'V" 

beud. I mean that beforo you coaid draw that bowie-knife, you 
wear down your back, I’d cut you into shingles. Keep quiet, and 
lots talk sense. You wanted to come to an understanding, and TntH'W* 
coming thar as quick as I can. Now, Jacob M’Closky, you despise ! 
mo because you think I’m a fool; I despise you because I kuow you ® 
to be a knave. Between us we’ve ruined these Peytons; you fired 
the judge, and I finished off the widow. Now, I feel bad about my;- 
share in the business. I’d give half the bulance of my life to wipe 
out my part of the work. Many a night I’ve laid awake and thought 
how to pull them through, til! I’vo cried Uke a child over the sum I 
couldn t do; and you know how darned hard ’tis to make a Yankee 

Jf Closky. Well, what’s that to me? 'MjX' 

Scud. Hold on, Jacob, I’m coming to that — I tell ye, I’m such a 
*°°J 77 , ? an * hear the feeling, it keeps at me like a skin complaint, 
and if this family is sold up — 

AT Closky. What then? - 

Se “*- {Rising.) I’d cut my throat— or yours —yours I’d prefer. 

JIT Closky. Would you now? why don’t you do it? 

’ ( '? 8 I ’. 8 Peered to try! I never killed a man in my life — 
and civilization is so strong in me.I guess I couldn’t do it — Td like 
to, though! 

AT Closky. And all for the sake of that old woman and that young 
puppy — eh? No other cause to hate — to envy mo — to be jealous 
of me — eh? 

Scud. Jealous! what for? 

AT Closky. Ask the color in your fhee: d’ye think I can’t read 
you, like a book? With your New England hypocrisy, you would 
persuade yourself it was this family alone you cared for : it ain’t — 
you know it ain’t — ’tis the “ Octoroon;” and you love her as I do; 
and you hate mo because I’m your rival —that’s where the»tears 
come from, Salem Scudder, if you ever shed any — that’s where the 
shoe pinches. 

Scud. Wal, I do like the gal; she’s a — 

3f Closky. She’s in love with young Peyton; it made me curse, 
wiiar it made you cry, as it does now; I see the tears on your cheeks 
now. 

Scud. Look at ’em, Jacob, for they are honest water from the 
well of truth. I ain’t ashamed of it — I do love the gal; but I ain’t 
jealous of you, because I believe the only sincere feeling about you 
is your love for Zoe, and it does your heart good to have her image 
thar; but I believe you put it thar to spile. By fair means I don’t 
think you can get her, and don’t you try foul with her, ’cause if you 
do, Jacob, civilization be darned. I’m on you like a painter, and 
when I’m drawed out I’m pizin. Exit Scudder to house, l. 

M’Closky. Fair or foul, I’ll have her —take that borne with youl 
(Opens desk.) What’s here — judgments? yes, plenty of ’em; bill of 
costs; account with Citizens’ Bank — what’s this? “Judgment, 

♦0,000, ‘Thibodeaux against Peyton,’” — surely, that is the judg¬ 
ment under wliich this estate is now advertised for sale — {takes up 








V 

ACT H.} TttK OCTOROiW '' 13 

paper and examines if) i yes, “ Thibodeaux agai sst Peyton, 1838.” 
Hold on! whew! this is worth taking to—in this desk the judge, 
used to keep one paper I want— this should he it. {Reads.) “ The 
free papers of my daughter, Zoe, registered February 4th, Jfi41.” 
Why, judgo, wasn’t you lawyer enough to know that wliile a judg¬ 
ment stood against you it was a lien on your slaves? Zoe is yoar 
child by a quadroon slave, ami you didn’t free her; blood! if this is 
bo, she's mine! this old Liverpool debt — that may cross me — if it 
only arrive ton late — if it don’t come by this mail — Hold on! this 
letter the old lady expects— that’s it; let me only head off that let¬ 
ter, and Terrebonne will be sold before they can recover it. That 
boy and the Indian have gone down to the landing for the post-bags; 
tney’ll idle on the way as usual; my mare will take me across the 
swamp, and before they can reach the shed, I’ll have purified them 
bogs — ne’er a letter shall show tills mail. Ha, lia! — ( Calls.) Pete, 
you old turkey-buzzard, saddle my mare. „ Then, if I sink every 
dollar I’m worth in her purchase, I’ll own that Octoroon. (Stands 
with his hand extended towards the house , and tableau.) 

EKD OF TUB FIRST ACT. 



ACT II- 


The Wharf — goods, boxes, and bales scattered about —a camera on 
stand, r. 

Scudder, b., Dora, l., George and Patti, discovered; Dora being 
photographed by Scudder, who is on-ranging photographic appa¬ 
ratus, Georoe and Paul looking on at back. 

Scud. Just turn your face a leetle this way — fix your — lot’s see 
— look here. 

, Dora. So? 

Scud. That s right. {Puts his head under the darkening apron.) 
It’s such a long time since I did this sort of tiling, and this old ma¬ 
chine has got so dirty and stiff, I’m afraid it won’t operate. That’s 
about right. Now doo’t stir. 

Paul. Ugh! she look as though she war gwine to have a tooth 
drawed! 

Scud. I’ve got four plates ready, in case we mis9 the first shot. 
One of them is prepared with a self-developing liquid that I’ve 
invented. I hope it will turn out better than most of my notions. 
Now fix yourself. Are you ready? 

Dora. Ready 1.-,’ 

Scud. Fire! — one, two, three. (Scudder takes out watch.) 
Paul. Now it’s cooking, laws mussey, I feel it all inside, as if it 
was at a lottery. 

Scud. So! {Throws down apron.) That’s enough. ( With ¬ 
draws slide, turns and secs Paul.) What! what are you doing 










THE OCTOBOOB. 
yot f’ y °. a ,0UDg varmint I Ain’l 
I’nf^ ftin’t no use trying to tret ir 

te:r 11 ^»™«>»<* <» 

Scud. You’ll find him 
vy the nose. 

telefco 2 pe? (C ’ a " ,nP ** Sa ?' Mas ’ 

MW {f ns ' de r °om.) Got out, vc 

tn J . k’ YoU gut four of dem dishes 

of, lv m Z.) 100111 What ’ 8 de cha 
Enter Scdddeh, from 
Scud. Job had none of them critters 
never ha stood through so ninny chapters 
clear, ain’t it? (Showsplate.) P 
Dara. O, beautiful 1 Look, Mr. Peyton, 

^Z 9e ''rS L00% ' ng ) Yes ' ^eryfinel 

Th ?- a PP aratus can’t mistake. 1 
with this machine, the homely folks used to ■ 
tlua ain’t like me I ” “ Ma’am - 

take ” “ Tint „ 7 . , " ’ 8a y® L the apr 

U, nuster, that ain’t iny nose.” “ M 

- e machine can’t err — you may mists 
But, sir, it> ain’t agreeable, 


’t you took thorn bags to the house 

get mad, Mas’r Scudder. 
whar is dat igu'ant 

scenting round the rum store, hitched up 
, c. Exit into room , r. 
r Scudder, take me in dat 

you cub 1 clar out I 
V* read y- Gosh, wouldn’t I like 
re, Mas’r Scudder? \Run$ 

room, n. 

on his plantation, else he’d 
’• Well, that has couu out 


drawed it. 

the apparatus don’t.” 
the truth seldom is.” 

Enter Pete, l. v. e., puffing. 
{££ Mns’r Scudder 1 Mas’r Scudder! 

.„f“iL to ? : Wl ‘“ we rou “■"'‘"8 like 

r °. U , blow ’ Mas ’ r Scudder, when I tole v 
from Noo Aleens just nrriv’ at de house, and he’i 
pers on de gates: “ For sale - dis yer property,” « 
tings and he seen missus, and arter he shown 

iS r dende r h "n "T r yolled; den de coriou8 of litt] 
de V de hul1 . Plantation children — de live stoc 
created a purpirgtion of lamentation as did de o. 

Dora. What’s the matter ? 

Scud. He’s come. 

2 cte. Pass it —* I saw’m! 

Tbe . 8he , rifi ’ l’ roul New Orleans has tak 
Terrebonne is in the hunds of the law. 

Enter Zoe, u. u. e. 

Zoe. O, Mr. Scudder! Poral Mr. Peyton! com 
are strangers in the house. ^cyron i com 

w,iA. r \' v Stay i[ Mr ’ Pe y ton : Zoe, a word! (Lead. 
***de.) Zoe, the more I see of Gconro Pevf„„ * 


-- -- ---- .. . 

] 


1CT H.] THE OCTOBOOH. V 13 

bim; but he is too modest — that is a very impertinent virtue la a 
man. 

Zoe. I’m no judge, dear. 

Dora. Of course not, you little fool; no one ever made love to 
vou, and you can’t understand; I mean, that George know* I am an 
heiress; my fortune would release this estate from debt. 

’ Zoe. O, I see 1 - 

Dora. If he would only propose to marry me I would accept 
— him, but 1.3 don’t know that, and he will go on fooling, in hi* slow 
European way, until it is too late. ) 

Zoe. What’s to be done? 

Dora. You tell him. 

Zoe. What? that ho isn’t to go on fooling in his slew — \ 

Dora. No, you goose! twit him on his silence and abstraction — 

I’m sure it’s plain enough, for he has not spoken two words to me 
all the day ; then joke round the subject, and at last speak out. 

Scud. Pete, as you came here, did you pass Paul and the Indian 
with the letter-bags?- 

Pete. No, sar; but dem vagabonds neber take de ’specable 
* straight road, dey goes by de swamp. Exit up path, l. c. e. 

Scud. Come, sir! 

Dora. (To Zoe.) Now’s your time. — (Aloud.) Mr. Scudder, 
take us with you — Mr. Peyton is so slow, there’s no getting bin 
on. Exit Dora and Scudder, l. v. e. 

Zoe. They are gone! — (Glancing at Georoe.) Poor fellow, he 
bas lost all. 

George. Poor child 1 how sad she looks now she has no re¬ 
source. 

Zoe. How shall I ask him to stay? ' j 

George. Zoe, will you remain here ? I wish to speak to you. 

Zoe. (Aside.) Well, that saves trouble. 

George. By our ruin, you lose all. 

Zoe. O, I’m nothing; think of yourself. 

George. I can think of nothing but the image that remains face 
to face with me: so beautiful, so simple, so confiding, that I dare 
not express the feelings that have grown up so rapidly in my 
heart. 

Zoe. (Aside.) He means Dora. 

George. If I dared to speak 1 *■ 

Zoe. That’s just what you must do, and do it at once, or it will be | 

too late. 

George. Has my love been divined ? 

Zoe. It has been more than suspected. V ■ . 3 

George. Zoe, listen to me, then. I shall see this estate pass ^ 

from me without a sigh, for it possesses no charm for me; the 
wealth I covet is the love of those around me — eyes that are rich ■ 

in fond looks, lips that breathe endearing words; the only estate I 
value is the heart of one true woman, and the slaves I’d have are i 

her thoughts. 

Zoe. George, George, your words take away' my breath 1 

George. The world, Zoe, the free struggle of minds and hands, is 

• --‘T"T-T . ■ ST- T’’-Ti TU!JS§§S|i ISliN if 





16 


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before roe; the education bestowed on me by my dear uncle is a 
noble heritage which no sheriff can seize; with that I can build ur 
!! ort ^ ne » spread a roof over the heads I love, and place before 
them the food I have earned; I will work ~ 

Zoe. Work ! I thought none but colored people worked. 
beorge. Work, Zoe, is the suit that gives savor to life. ' * 

Joe. Dora said you were slow : if she could hear you now — 
George. Zoe, you are young; your mirror must have told you" 
that you are beautiful. Is your heart free? 

Zoe. Free? of course it is! - * '.-’**' *. 

£•***• , W « have kno ";“ each other but a few days, but to uie 
those days have been worth all the rest of my life. Zoe, you have 
suspected the feeling that now commands an utterance — you have 
•een that I love you. J 

Zoe. Me! you love me t 

&°rge. As my wife,-the sharer of my hopes, my ambitions, 
and my sorrows ; under the shelter of your love 1 could watch the 
storms of fortune pass unheeded by. 

Zoe . My love! My love? George, you know not what you say. 

/ the ahacer of your sorrows—your wife. Do you know what 
i am r 

George. Your birth —I know it. Has not my dear aunt forgot- 
ten it — she who had the most right to remember it? You are ille¬ 
gitimate, but love knows no prejudice. 

Zoe. {Aside.) Alas ! lie does not know, be docs not knowl and 
will despise iue, spurn me, loathe me, when he learns who, what, he 
has so loved. — {Aloud.) George, O, forgive me l Yes, I love you 
— I did not know it until your words showed me what has been in 
my heart; each of them awoke a new sense, and now I know liow 
unhappy — how very unhappy I aim 

George. Zoe, what have I said to wound you? 

Zoe. Nothing; but you must learn what 1 thought you already 
knew. George, you cannot marry me; the laws forbid it I 
George. Forbid it? 

Zoe. There is a gulf between us, as wide as your love, ns deep 
as my despair; but, O, tell me, say you will pity me! that you will 
not throw me from you like a poisoned thing! 

George. Zoe, explain yourself — your language fills me with 
shapeless fears. ' 

, ■ Z ! oe '™^ nd . what , 8ka111 8! *y ? I — my mother was — no, no — not 
her 1 ^ Why should I refer the blame to her? George, do you see 
that hand you hold? look at these fingers; do you see the nails are 
of a bluish tinge ? 

George. Yes, near the quick there is a faint blue mark. 

Zoe. Look iu my eyes; is not the same color in the white ? 

George. It is their beauty. 

Zoe. Could you see the roots of my hair you would see the same 
dark, fatal mark. Do you know what tliat is ? 

George. No. 

Zoe. That is the ineffaceable curse of Cain. Of the blood that 
feeds my heart, one drop in eight is black —bright red as the rest 



ACT II. J TBS OCWBiOB. 17 

■ 

may be, that one drop poisons all the flood; those seven bright drops 
give me love like yours—hope like yours —ambition like yours — 
lift* hung with passions like dew-drops on the morning flowers; but 
the one black drop gives me despaft, for I’m an unclean thing — for¬ 
bidden by the laws — I’m an Octoroon! 

George. Zoe, I love you none the less; this knowledge brings no 
revolt to my heart, and I can overcome the obstacle. 

Zoe. But 1 cannot. 

George. We can leave this country, and go far away where none 
can know. 

Zoe. And our mother, she who from infancy treated me with 
such fondness, she who, as you said, had most reason to spurn me, 
can she forget what I am ? Will she gladly see you wedded to the 
child of her liusband’B slave? No! she would revolt from it, as all 
hut you would; and if I consented to hear the cries of my heart, if I 
did not crush out my infant love, what would she say to the poo t 
girl on whom she had bestowed so much ? No, no 1 

George. Zoe, must we immolate our lives on her prejudice? 

Zoe. Yes, for I’d rather be black than ungrateful! Ah, George, 
our race has nt least one virtue — it knows how to suffer! 

George. Each word you^utter makes my lore sink deeper into my 
heart. 

Zoe. And I remained here to induce you to offer that heart to 
Dora I 

George. If you bid me do so I will obey you — 

Zoe. No, no! if you cannot be mine, O, let me not blush when 
I think of you. 

George. Dearest Zoel Exit George and Zoe, l. u. e. 

A* they exit, M’Closkt rises from behind rock , a., and looks after 
them. 

irOlosky. She,loves him! I felt it—and how she can lovel 
{Advances.) That one black drop of blood burns in her veins and 
lights up her heart like a foggy sun. O, how I lapped up her words, 
like n thirsty bloodhound! I’ll have her, if it costs me my life* 
Yonder the boy still lurks with those mail-bags; the devil still keeps 
him here to tempt me, darn his yellow skin. I arrived just too late, 
he had grabbed the prize as I came up. Hillo! he’s coining t.hi« 
way, fighting with his Injiun. {Conceals himself.) 

Enter Paul, wrestling with Wahnotez, b. S e. 

Paul. It ain’t no use now: you got to gib it up I 

Wahno. Ugh! 

Paul. It won’t do! You got dat bottle of rum hid under your 
bjanket — gib it up now, you—. Yar! {Wrenches it from him.) 
You nasty, lying Injiun ! It’s no use you putting on airs; I ain’t gwine 
to sit up wid you all night and you drunk. Hillo! war’s de crowd 
gone? And dar’s de ’paratus — O, gosh, if I could take a likeness 
nb dts child! Uh — uh, let’s have a peep. {Looks through cam - 
*rr ) O, golly! yar, you Wahnotee! you stan’ dar, I see you Ta 































Paid. Ha, hal he tinks it's a gun. You ign'ant Injiun, it can't 
hurt } ou 1 Stop, here's detn dishes — plates — dot's what lie call ’em, 
all fix: I see Mas’r Scudder do it often — tink I can take likeness - 
stay dere, Wahnotee. 

Wahno. No, carabine tue. - 4^ 

Paul. I must operate and take my own likeness too — how deb* 
bel I do dat? Can’t be ober dar art* here too —I uin’t twins. Ugh* 
*ch! ’Top; you look, you Wahnotee; you see dis rag, eh? Well, 
when I say go, den lift dis rag like dis, see 1 den run to dat pine tree 
np dar ( points , l. u. e.) and back agin, and den pull down de rag 
so, d’ye see ? 

Wahno. Hugh I 

Paul. Den you hal) glass ob rum. 

Wahno. Rum 1 

Paul. Dat wakes him up. Coute Wahnotee in omenee dit go 
Wahnotee, poina la fa, comb a pine tree, la revieut sala, la fa. 

Wahno. Fire-water I 

Paul. Yes, den a glass ob fire-water; now den. ( Throws mail- 
bags down and sits on them, l. c.) Fret, now den go. (Wahnotee 
raises apron and runs off, l. u. e. Paul sits for his picture — 
M’Closkt appears from r. u. e.) 

J VClosky. Where are they ? Ah, yonder goes the Indian! 

Paul. De time he gone just ’bout enough to cook dat dish plate. 

M’Closky. . Yonder is the boy — now is my time l What’S he 
doing; is he asleep? (Advances.) He is sitting on on my prize! 
darn his carcass 1 I’ll clear him off there — he’ll never know what 
stunned him. ( Takes Indian's tomahawk and steals to Paul.) 

Paid. Dam dat Injiun 1 is dat him creeping dar? I daren’t move 
fear to spile myself. (M’Closky strikes him on the head — he falls 
dead .) 

Af Closky. Hooraw 1 the bags are mine — now for it 1 — ( Opens 
mail-bags .) What’s here? Sunnyside/Pointdexter, Jackson, Pey¬ 
ton; here it is — the Liverpool post-mark, sure enough I — ( Opens 
letter — reads.) “ Madam, we qre instructed by the firm of Mason 
and Co., to inform you that a dividend of forty per cent, is paya¬ 
ble on the 1st proximo, this amount in consideration of position, 
they 6end herewith, and you will find enclosed by draft to your 
order, on the Bank of Louisiana, which please acknowledge—* the 
balance will be paid in full, with interest, in three, six, and nine 
months — your drafts on Mason Brothers at those dates will be 
accepted by La Palisse and Compagnie, N. O., so that you may 
command immediate use of the whole amount «t once, if required 
Yours, &c., James Brown.” What a find! this infernal letter would 
have saved all. ( During the reading of letter he remains nearly 
motionless under the focus of the camera .) But now I guess it 
will arrive too late — these darned U. S. mails are to blame. Th« 
injiun 1 he must not sec me. Exit rapidly , l. 


TBS OCTOROOB. 


19 


(Wahnotee runs on, pulls down apron — sees Paul lying on 
ground — speaks to him — thinks he’s shamming sleep— 
gesticulates and jabbers — goes to him — moves him with 
feet, then kneels down to rouse him — to his horror finds 
him dead — expresses great grief—raises his eyes —they 
fall upon the camera — rises with savage growl, seizes 
tomahawk and smashes camera to pieces, then goes to Paul 
— expresses grief, sorrow, and fondness, and takes him in 
his aims to carry him away. — Tableau.) 


END OF THE SECOND ACT. 


ACT III. 

A Room in Mrs. Peytonhouse; entrances, R. u. e. and v. v. e. — 
An Auction Pill stuck up, l. — chairs, c., and tables, h. and L. 

Solon and Grace discovered. 

Pete. ( Outside , r. v. e.) Dis way — dis way. 

Enter Pete, Pointdkxter, Jackson, Lafouche, and Caillou, 
r. u. e. 

Pete. Dis way, genTmen; now Solon — Grace — dey’s hot and 
tirsty — sangarec, brandy, rum. 

Jackson. Well, what d’ye say, Lafouche — d’ye smile? 

Enter Thibodeaux and Sunnyside, b. v. e. 

Thibo. I hope wc don’t intrude on the family. 

Pete. You see dat hole in dar, sar. (.r. u. e.) I was raised on 
dis yar plantation — neber see no door in it— always open, sar, for 
stranger to walk in. 

Sunny. And for substance to walk out. 

Enter Ratts, b. u. b. 

Batts. Fine southern style that, eh! 

Lafouche. ( Reading bill.) “ A fine, well-built old family man¬ 
sion, replete with every comfort.” 

Ratts. There’s one name on the list of slaves scratched, I see. 
Lafouche. Yes; No. 49, Paul, a quadroon toy, aged thirteen. 
Sunny. He’s missing. 

Point. Run away, I suppose. 

Pete. ( Indignantly ■) No, sar; nigger nebber cut stick on Ter¬ 
rebonne ; dat boy’s dead, sure. 

Ratts. What, Picayune Paul, as we called him, that used to come 
■board ray boat? — poor little darkey, I hope not; many a picayune 
he picked'up for his dance and nigger songs, and he supplied out 
table with fish and game from the Baysua. 





TBS OOTOBOOB, 


SO 


f ACT 1U 


J att8 > you hS5d P ffi P !Lrubo°u r r , de S Dl^r b l bGr <1 ? nce agaifl - M «’ r 
de last time. S out de l llace wh ero do good niggers go. 

Rant. Well I 

missed_ P*lli e lbVMi^ n i^but 8 n < Sb»^i [ «° ~ ’cause we 

dat Iiyiun Wahnoteo suddenly stood n ? thm ’ 1)11 one night 

l»Js war paint, and mighty col* j d riffht d , ar mongst us — was in 
“ Whar’s Paul?” Is'if-h^. m w grave - lie sit down by de Are” 
ob de Are; well knowing den, criSrs"!. bUt nebbcr lo <* out 
“ VVahnotee, great chief; « deni ett v n!th' °“ g t,me , ~ den he 
tune — last, rising to go he («,»„ 1 n ® ttdn g — smoke anoder 

-O, like a woman’s voice, he say “"omen 00r i > and berr ^ ' 
Paul is dead - nebber see him £. ° Wenee lan S euk >” ~ <lat is, ' 

Baits. That red-skin kHled him. J 

"l *° sk }' 1 the foik8 around ’* ,b *> 

Irish deck-hands aboard^haTjS IVe got a *<* of 

♦hem this, let them get a sight of *V a * C, " ,d: . and after I ttll 

e& Tkibo t0 T l h mwk and a11 - 8 Poor little PaSl’ 1 bt ‘ lleVe *** would I 
i J T JJ hatwa « he worth? 

S?** f S*& n * ar ?“ flve hundred dollars. 

‘SSSSaS **! f*» 1 *° ta eorry fo, % 

• — (To Tamo* 

Enter Scddder, l. u. b. 

coK. 

inspected. Good day, Mr. Thibodeaux! ! , 8u g ; V-houses to be 

a* Mr - *—?** 

S! CA Lle S SoLT Vr t tUr i 1 the com Pliment-. 

Scud. What Mr * kl,lder hoHowcd out. 

Batts. No: I want a nigged y ° U S ° 1De 10 invest in 8wam P* ? 

Scud. Hush. 

(**) ®h 1 wass dat ? 

folk." m, °J ,h °' i f ,0 "" d “• 

ftr ci^Twfe 4s“f , / 

jss We 

BnUr Geokge and Mas. Tm<m, t. o. » 

;£?>£*,“rssfiS- 1V, °- 

t. u» „ia iudL^^dS^ysjj,r?!^» ,on 


act in.] THX octokoojt. 21 

v Thiho. No; leave it alone. 

fia«s. Darn it, when I See a woman in trouble, I feel like selling 
the skin off my back. 

Exit Thibodeaux, Sdnntsidb, Ratts, Pointdexter, Grace, 
Jackson, Lafouchk, Caillou, Solon, b. u. e. 

Scud. (Aside to Pete.) Go outside, there; listen to what you 
hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can’t do 
it. O, get out. ■ '■'k 

Pete. He said I vran’fc a nigger. Laws, mussev 1 What am gom 
to cum ob us I Exit slowly, a* if concealing himself , b. o. e.) 

George, (c.) My dear aunt, why do you not move from this 
painful scene ? Go with Dora to Sunnyside. 

Mrs. P. Tb.) No, George; your uncle said to me with his dying 
breath, “ Nellie, never leave Terrebonne,” and I never will leave it, 
till the law compels me. 

Scud, (l.) Mr. George, I’m going to say somethin’ that has 
been chokin’ me for some time. I know you’ll excuse it. Thar’s 
Miss Dora — that girl’s in love with you} yes, sir, her eyes are 
startin’ out of her head with it: now her fortune would redeem a 
good part of this estate. 

Mrs. P. Why, George, I never suspected thisl 

George. I did, aunt, I confess, but — 

Mrs. P. And you hesitated from motives of delicacy ? 

Scud. No, ma’am; here’s the plan of it. Mr. George is in love 
with Zoe. 

George. Scudder! 

Mrs. P. George! 

Scud. Hold on now 1 things have got so jammed in on top of us, 
we ain’t got time to put kid gloves on to handle them. He loves 
Zoe, and has found out that she loves him. (Sighing.) Well, that’s 
all right; but as he can’t marry her, and as Miss Dora would jump 
at him — 

Mrs. P. Why didn’t you mention this before ? 

Scud. Why, because I love Zoe, too, and I couldn’t take that 
▼oung feller from her; and she’s jist living on the sight of him, as I 
saw her do; and they so happy in spite of this yer misery around 
them, and they reproachin’ themselves with not feeling as they ought. 
I’ve seen it, I tell you; and darn it, ma’am, can’t you see that’s what’s 
been a hollowing me out so — I beg your pardon. 

Mrs. P. O, George, — my son, let me call you, — I do not speak foi 
my own sake, nor for the loss of the estate, but for the poor people 
here: they will be sold, divided, and taken away — they have been 
born iiere. Heaven 1ms denied me children; so all the strings of my 
heart have grown around and amongst them, like the Abres and roots 
of an old tree in its native earth. O, let all go, but save them! With 
them around us, if we have not wealth, we^shall at least have the 
home that they alone can make — 

George. My dear mother—Mr. Scudder — you teach me what 
T ought to do; if Miss Sunnyside will accept me as I am, Terre¬ 
bonne shall be saved: I will sell myself, but the slaves shall be pro¬ 
tected. 

Mrs. P. Sell yourself, George! Is not Dora worth any man s — 









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22 


tbs OCTOROON. 


[act m 


another ffnl^He Wotns'’to rt*™ *’ ea ? that to a man that lore* 
now to start licr pedigree. agm the whlte » an y how i it’s too lata 


Enter Dora,*,, o. k . 


bers^the oXer^onoTtheWHuie^too J eyton -‘ akear “- Hush1 
toe greyhound; but the heart’s there. I £evf. ^ _t °° “ UCl1 ° f 

Pora. Poor Mrs. Pcyton. SCDDDEH Mes ’ Pettow > e - V. a. 

‘ W Z>oU 8 ^ e " n ^^ , .H^ < ^"‘ l ^ 8 l 1 ' < ^'^n whtoh- a feeUDg ° f deUcM3r 

ra. (Jstde.) O, dear, haa he auddexly come to his senses? 


Enter Zoe, l. u. e., sAe stops at back. 


flora.*' ( J«4T rd l ip "I™ 866,1 and admirc(1 you I 
topean, I suppose. aS a stran 6® way of showing it. Eu- 

I woultf ask you^ U Do°you think ^ abrupt " ess of th « question, 
make yours ifapp’y wou^sueceed? ^ VOti ° n ° f my lifet0 

George. ( Yofaie sK?^ h “ U ' e 0(511681 wa ^ of makin 8 tore. 

ayfw'irbeie^rfeieTinheCs^r he j‘*“ tod t0 make t,lia 

your object might be mis’construed ao t T? ltlon of here, 

rather to my fortune than mvself ’ that y x 0ur aUe ntion wass 
speak ? - I mean, you feared S J, Wh y d °n’t he 

and pure feelings. Well you wrorur me gl ^ e ?° n > cr ^ it * or 8 *ncere 
hie of anything else than — S mC ' 1 don c tomk you capa- 

buSThA. 1 J?TJ‘ I M formod 

out. cein ° you had not altogether died 

(PaZT.) ftair^n ) dca S v < OTnotto^h*® T * 9 f Paris ’ 1 Vrcsum e . 

Bl \xzi *—* -• 

such as^ou suppose,*—iUs a Da°ssf' i)°t 7° l0Ve 1 speak of is hot 

"pZV. b H Vl a h0pClCS8 ’ ™ d ’ wild ^eeftoXrmus^mrfsh. 06 1 

one; whom can ‘you mean 1 ? amved! Im possible : you have seen no 
Zoe. (. Advancing , c.) Me. 

George, (c.) Zoe 1 
Dora, (b.) Youl 


the octoroon. 


28 


fjfctitt] 

. Ha loves me — what of that? You know you 

feC ?he^?ous of a i>oor creature like mo. If he caught the fever, 
can t be jealous oi a i d 0 f ftnv ot i, er poisonous or un- 

W «S d % tfs ss 

Slicted now? I nm hi. love - he love, .n Ocloroon. 

Orleans' they said, g “ She’s pretty, very pretty, but no brains^ I m 

Lwfj 'ilt 2.11 YOU KfM. ,.y it we. bopele... O, forgive b.m 

“itoS. 1 (Wfeying.) O, why did 1he , pe«k f»“ *" 
you've made me cry, then, und I hate you botl.l^ ^ 

Enter Mbs. Petton and Scoddee, M’Closky and Point- 
dexter, b. 

M'Closky. (c.) I’m sorry to intrude, but the business I came 
upon will excuse me. 

Mrs. Pey. Here is my nephew, sir. % 7 

K”. P“ b *>» r- befct h “ d - 

K^Tdon'fknL; .he may a. well hear the hull of It. ft, 
on^Colonel — Colonel l’ointdexter, ma’am —the mortgagee, 

•‘iS‘1. ge cTp.rd"on me, mad.m, but do you kuowthoa. P a- 

the girl Zoe; but they were in my husband 8 secretary. Ho 
they in your possession? 

M'Closky. I — I found them. 

George. And you purloined them? 

M'Closky. Hold on, you’ll see. Go on, Colonel. 

Point. The list of your slaves is incomplete — it wants one. 
Scud. The boy Paul — we know it. , 

Point. No, sir; you have omitted the Octoroon girl, Zoe. 

Mrs. Pey. 7 Zoe! 

Point. At the 6 time the judge executed those free papersto hi» 
infant slave, a judgment stood recorded against him; while that as 
on record he had no right to make away with his property. That 
judgment still exists : under it and others this estate is sold to-d y. 
Those free papers ain’t worth the sand that s on em. 

Mrs. Peg. Zoe a slave! It is impossible! ' . . th . 

Point, ^t is certain, madam: the judge was negligent, and doubt¬ 
less forgot this small formality. .. 

Scud. But the creditors will not claim the gal? 











24 


TBS OCTOROON. 


[ACT XIX. 



JT Clotky. Excuse me ; one of the principal mortgagees has made 
the demand. Exit M'Closky and Pointdkxtkb, r. u. k. 

Scud. Hold on yere, George Peyton; you sit down there. You’re 
trembling so, you’ll fall down directly. This blow lias staggered me 
•ome. 

Mrs. Fey. O, Zoo, my child 1 don’t think too hardly of your poor 
father. 

Zoe. I shall do so if you weep. See, I’m calm. 

Scud. Calm as a tombstone, and with about as much life. I see 
it in your face. 

George. It cannot be 1 It shall not be 1 

Scud. Hold vour tongue — it must. Be calm — darn the tilings; 
the proceeds of this t tie won’t cover the debts of the estate. Con* 
earn those Liverpool English fellers, why couldn’t they send some* 
thing by the lust mail? Even a letter, promising something— such 
is the feeling round amongst the planters. Burn me, if I couldn’t 
raise thirty thousand on the envelope alone, and ten thousand more 
on the post-mark. 

George. Zoe, they shall not take you from us while I live. 

Scud. Don’t be a fool; they’d kill you, and then take her, just 
as soon as — stop: Old Sunnyside, he’ll buy her 1 that’ll save her. 

Zoe. No, it won’t; we have confessed to Dora that we love each 
other. How can she then ask her father to free me ? 

Scud. What in thunder made you do that? 

Zoe. Because it was the truth; and 1 had rather be a slave 
with a free soul, than remain free with a slavish, deceitful heart. 
My father gives me freedom — at least he thought so. May Heaven 
bless him for the thought, bless him for the happiness he spread 
around my life. You say the proceeds of the sale will not cover 
his debts. Let me be sold then, that I may free his name. I give 
him back the liberty he bestowed upon me; for I can never repay 
him the love he bore his poor Octoroon child, on whose breast his 
last sigh was drawn, into whose eyes he looked with the last gaze of 
affection. 

Mrs. Fey. O, my husband 1 I thank Heaven you have not lived to 
see this day. 

Zoe. George, leave me 1 I would be alone a little while. 

George. Zoel {Turns away overpowered.) 

Zoe. Do not weep, George. Dear George, you now see what a 
miserable thing I am. 

George. Zoe 1 

Scud. I wish they could sell me! I brought half this ruin on 
thin family, with my all-fired improvements. I deserve to be a nig¬ 
ger this day — I feel like one, inside. Exit Scudder, l. xj. e. 

Zoe. Go now, George — leave me — take her with you. 

Exit Mas. Peyton and George, l. u. e. 

A slave 1 a slave 1 Is this a dreatn — for my brain reels with the 
blow? He said so. Whatl then I shall be soldi—sold! and my 
master — 01 {falls on her knees, with her face in her hands) no — 
no master, but one. George — George — hush — they come 1 save 
me 1 No, {looks off, r.) ’tis Pete and the servants — they come this 
way. {Enters inner room, b. v. e.) 


25 


ACT HI.] SOW OCTOROON. 

Enter Pete, Grace, Minnie, Solon, Dido, and all Niggers, 

^ B. V. E. 

rets Cum yer now — stand round, cause I’ve got to talk to you 
darkles — keep dem cliil’n quiet—don’t make no noise, de missus 
uji dnr har us. 

Gen’l’men, my colored frens and ladies, dar’s mighty bad 
news gone round. Dis yer prop’ty to bo «old-oldTerrebonne - 
whar we all been raised, is gwine — dey’s gwine to tak it away — can t 
slop here no how. ^ ^ 

IIold°quiet, you trash o’niggers l tink anybody wants you to 
cry? Who’s you to setup scrcching? — be quiet 1 But dis amt all. 
Now, my culled brethren, gird up your lines, and listen --hold on 
ver bref—it’s a comin. We tought dat do niggers would belong 
to de ole missus, and if she lost Terrebonne, we must live dere 
allers, and we would hire out, and bring our wages to ole Missus 
Peyton. ( 

Fete.^ Hush! I tell ye, ’t’ain’t so — we can’t do it —we’ve got to 
be sold — 

Fete^ Will you hush? she will har you. Yes! I listen dar jess 
now - dar was ole lady cryin’ — Mas’r George - all! you seen dem 
big tears in his eyes. O, Mas’r Scudder, he didn’t cry zackly; both 
ob his eyes and cheek look like de bad Bayou in low season- so dry 
dat I cry for him. {Raising his voice.) Den say de missus, i am t 
for de land I keer, but for dem poor niggars — dey 11 be sold —dat 
wot stagger me.” “ No,” say Mas’r George, “ I'd rather seU my¬ 
self fuss; but dey shan’t suft'er, nohow, — I Bee ’em dam fuss, 
v Omnes. O, bless uml Bless Mas’r George. 

X I tte. Hole yer tongues. Yes, for you, for me, for dem little 
ones, dem folks cried. Now, den, if Grace dere wid her cbil n were 
all sold, she’ll begin screechin’ like a eat. She didn’t mind bow kind 
old judge was to her; and Solon, too, he’ll holler, and break de ole 
lady’s heart. 

Grace. No, Pete; no, I won’t. I’ll bear it. 

Fete. I don’t tink you will any more, but dis here will; cause de 
family spile Dido, dey has. She nebber was worth much a dat 

IIow dar you say dat, you black nigger, you? I fetch as 
much as any odder cook in Louisiana. 

Fete. What’s de use of your takin’ it kind, and comfortin de mis¬ 
sus heart, if Minnie dere, and Louise, and Marie, and Julie is to 
spile it? 

Minnie. We won’t, Pete; we won t. 

Feie. {To the men.) Dar, do ye hear dat, ye mis able darkies , 
deni gals is worth a boat load of kinder men dem is. Cum, for do 
pride of de family, let every darky look his best for the judges 
ga te — dat ole man so good to us, and dat ole woman so dem 
strangers from New Orleans shall say, Dem’s happy darkies dem s a 









TBB OCTOROON. 


[ACT m. 


fine set of niggars; every one say when he’s sold, “ ^ or ’„ blcBS dl * 
yer family I’m gwine out of, and send me as good a home. 

Omnes. We’ll do it, Pete 5 we’ll do it. . , who is it* 

pete. Hush 1 hark 1 I tell yc dar’s somebody in dar. Who is it 

Grace. It’s Missy Zoe. See l see 1 , . , . 

Fete. Como along; she liar what we say, and shesoryin for us. 
None o’ ye ign’rant niggars could cry for yerselves like dat. Come 

here quite. y ETB an # a tf fa Neoboes, slowly , ». v. b. 

Enter Zoe (supposed to have overheard the last scene), v. v. E. 

Zoe. OI must I learn from these poor wretches how ! nu ^, 2 !' e I ’ 
d how I ought to pay the debt? Have I slept upon the benefits I 
*ived and never saw, never felt, never knew that 1 was forgetful 
<1 ungrateful? O, my father 1 my dear, dear father l forgive your 
>r child. You made her life too happy, and now these teara wiH 
v. Let me hide them till I teach my heart. O, my — my heart 
Exit, with a low, wailing, suffocating cry , L. u. u. 

.iter M’Ceoskt, Lafooche, Jackson, Scnnyside, and Boinx- 
dexteb, b. d. e. 

Point . ( Looking at watch.) Come, the hour is past. I think 

we may begin business. Where is Mr. Scuddcr t 
Jackson. I want to get to Ophelensis to-night. 

Enter Doha, b. 

Dora. Father, come here. ^ „ _, 

Swnny. Why, Dora, what’s the matter? Your eyes are red. 

Dorl. Are they? thank you. I don’t care, they were blue this 

morning, but it don’t signify now. 

Sunny. My darling! who has been teasing you? 

Dora. Never mind. I want you to buy Terrebonne. 

Sunny. Buy Terrebonne! What for? 

Sunny. wiUcost nreall I’m worth. This is folly, Dpra. 

Dora. Is my plantation at Comptableau worth tlus t 
Sunny. Nearly — perhaps. ^ 

Dora. Sell it, then, and buy this. 

Sunny. Are you mad, my love? 

Dora. Do you want me to stop here and bid for itr 
Sunny. Good gracious I no. 

heaven’s sake 8^-^come. 

the crowd. .... 

What on earth docs that child mean or want? 

Enter Scudder, George, Ratts, Catlloc, Pete, Grace, Minnie, 
and all the Negroes. A large table is tn the O ., t atl 1 o 
dexter mounts the table with his hammer, his Clerk sits at 
his feet. The Negro mounts the table from behind c. The Com 

PANY Sit. . H 

Point Now, gentlemen, we shall proceed to business. It am t 


ACT UI.] 


TBB OCTOROON. 


27 


necessary forme to dilate, describe, or enumerate; Terrebonne Is 
known to you as one of the richest .bits of sile in Louisiana, and its 
condition reflects credit on them ns had to keep it. I’ll trouble you 
for that piece of baccy, Judge — thank you — so, gentlemen, as life 
is short, we’ll start right off. The first Tot on here is the estate in 
block, with its sugar-houses, stock, machines, implements, good 
dwelling-houses and furniture. If there is no bid for the estate and 
stuff, we’ll sell it in smaller lots. Come, Mr. Thibodeaux, a man has 
a chanee once in Ids life — here’s yours. 

Thib. Goon. What’s the reserve hid? 

Point. The first mortgagee bids forty thousand dollars. 

Thib. Forty-five thousand. 

Sunny. Fifty thousand. 

Point. When you have done joking, gentlemen, you’ll say on* 
hundred and twenty thousand. It carried that easy on mortgage. 

Lafouche. (r.) Then why don't you buy it yourself, Colonel? 

l’oint. I’m waiting on your fifty thousand bid. 

Caillou. Eighty thousand. 

Point. Don’t be afraid: it ain’t going for that, Judge. 

Sunny, (l.) Ninety thousand. 

Point. We’re getting on. 

Thib. One hundred — 

Point. One hundred thousand hid for this mag— 

Caillou. One hundred and ten thousand — 

Point. Good again — one hundred uud — 

Sunny. Twenty. 

Point. And twenty thousand bid. Squire Sunnyside is going to 
sell this at fifty thousand advance to-morrow.— ( Looks round.) 
Where’s that man from Mobile that wanted to give one hundred and 
eighty thousand? 

Thib. I guess he ain’t left home yet. Colonel. 

Point. I shall knock it down to the Squire — going — gone — 
for one hundred and twenty thousand dollars. ( Raises hammer.) 
Judge, you can raise the hull on mortgage — going for half its value. 
{Knocks.) Squire Sunnyside, you’ve got a pretty bit o’ land. 
Squire. Ilillo, darkey, hand me u smash dar. 

Sunny. I got more than I can work now. 

Point. Then buy the hands along witli the property. Now, gen¬ 
tlemen, I’m proud to submit to you the finest lot of field hands and 
house servants that was ever offered for competition : they speak foi 
themselves, and do credit to their owners. — {Reads.) “ No. I, So¬ 
lon, n guess boy, and good waiter.” 

Pete. (b. c.) That’s my son — buy him, Mas’r Ratts; he’s sura 
to sarvo you well. 

Point. Hold your tongue I 

Ratts. (l.) Let the old darkey alone — eight hundred for that l-iy. 

Caillou. Nine. 

Ratts. A thousand. 

Solon:' Thank you, Mas’r Ratts: I die for you, sar; hold up foi 
me, sar. 

Ratts. Look here, the boy knows and likes me, Judge; let bin 
come my way ? 














THE OCTOROON. 


Caxllou. Go ou —I’m dumb. 

Point. Ono thousand bid. (Knocks.) Ho’a jroKrs, Captain Batts, 
Magnolia steamer. (Soi.on goes down and stands behind Batts.) 
“ No. 2 , the yellow girl Grace, with two children — Saul, aged four, 
and Victoria five.” (They get on table.) 

Scud. That’s Solon’s wife and children, Judge. 

Orace. (To Batts.) Buy me, Mas’r Ratts, do buy me, sar? 

Rafts. What in thunder should I do with you and those derils on 
board my boat? __ 

Grace. Wash, sar — cook, sar — anyting. 

Ratts. Eight hundred agin, then — I’ll go it. 

Jackson. Nine. 

Ratts. I’m broke, Solon — I can't stop the Judge. 

Thib. What’s the matter, Batts? I’ll lend you all you want 
Go it, if you’re a mind to. 

Ratts. Eleven. 

- Jackson. Twelve. 

Sunny. O, O' 

Scud. (To Jackson.) Judge, my friend. The Judge is a little 
deaf. Hello! (Speaking in his ear-trumpet.) This gal and them 
children belong to that boy Solon there. You’re bidding to separate 
them, Judge. 

Jackson. The devil I am! (Rises.) I’ll take back my bid, 
Colonel. -- . 

Point. All right, Judge; I thought there was a mistake. I must 
keep you, Captain, to the eleven hundred. 

Ratts. Go it. 

Point. Eleven hundred — going — going — sold! “ No. 8, Pete, 

a house servant.” 

✓ Pete. Dat’s me — yer, I’m cornin’ — stand around dar. (Tumbles 
upon the table.y 

Point. Aged seventy-two. 

Pete. What’s dat? A mistake, sar — forty-six. 

Point. Lame. 

Pete. But don’t mount to nuffin — kin work canneL Come, Judge, 
pick up. Now’s your time, sar, 

Jackson. One hundred dollars. 

Pete. What, sar? me! forme — look ye here! (Dances.) 

George. Five hundred. 

Pete. Mas’r George — ah, no, sar—don’t buy me — keep your 
money for some udder dat is to be sold. I ain’t no count, sar. 

Point. Five hundred bid — it’s a good price. (Knocks.) He’s 
yours, Mr. George Peyton. (Pete goes down.) “No. 4, the Octo¬ 
roon girl, Zoe.” 

Enter Zoe,_l. u. e., very pale, and stands on fable. — M’Closkt 
hitherto has taken no interest in the sale, now turns his chair. 

Sunny. (Rising.) Gentlemen, we are all acquainted with the 
circumstances of. this girl’s position, and I feel sure that no one here 
will oppose the family who desires to redeem the child of our es¬ 
teemed and noble friend, the late Judge Peyton. 

Omnes. Hear 1 bravo 1 hear! 


act m.'J 


THE OCTOROON. 


Point. While the proceeds of this sale promises to realize less 
than the debts upon it, it is my duty to prevent any collusion for the 
depreciation of the property. 

Ratts. Darn ye 1 You’re a man as well as an auctioneer, ain’t 

ye? 

Point. What is offered for this slave? 

Sunny. One thousand dollars. 

J fClosky. Two thousand. 

Sunny. Three thousand. 

M’Closky. Five thousand. 

Georgs, (u.) Demon! 

Sunny. 1 bid seven thousand, which is the laM dollar tills famfy 
possesses. 

M’Closky. Eight 

Thibo. Nine. 

Omnes. Bravo! 

JTClosky. Ten. It’s no use, Squire. 

Seud. Jacob M’Closky, yon shan’t have that girl. Now, taVv 
care what you do. Twelve thousand. 

M’Closky. Shan’t I! Fifteen thousand. Beat that any of ye. 

Point. Fifteen thousand bid for the Octoroon. 

Enter Dora, l. d. a. 

Dora. Twenty thousand. 

Omnes. Bravo I 

JTClosky. Twenty-five thousand. 

Omnes. (Groan.) O! 01 

George, (l.) Yelping hound — take that. (Rushes on M’Ci 08- 
kt — M’Ceoskt draws his knife.) 

Scud. (Darts between them.) Hold on, George Peyton — stand 
back. This is your own house; we are under your uncle’s roof; 
recollect yourself. And, strangers, ain’t we forgetting there’s a lady 
present. ( The knives disappear.) If we can’t behave like Chris¬ 
tians, let’s try and act like gentlemen. Go on, Colonel. 

Lafouche. He didn’t ought to bid against a lady. 

M’Closky. O, that’s it, is it? Then I’d like to hire a lady to go to 
auction and buy my hands. 

Point. Gentlemen, I believe none of us have two feelings about 
the conduct of that man; but he has the law on his side — we may 
regret, but we must respect it. Mr. M’Closky has bid twenty-five 
thousand dollars for the Octoroon. Is there any othe? bid ? Tor 
the first time, twenty-five thousand — last time? (P-vne* hrmmer 
down.) To Jacob M’Closky, the Octoroon girl, Zoe, twenty fire 
thousand dollars. (Tableaux.) 


SMD OW ACT THIBO. 






80 


t6s octoroon. 


[act nr. 


ACT IV. 

Scnra. — The Wharf. The Steamer •* Magnolia," along tide, *.» 
a bluff rock, b. u. *. 

Batts discovered, superintending the loading of ship. Enter La* 
fouchb and Jacksob, l. 

Jackson. How long before we start, captain? 

Batts. Just as soon as we put this cotton on board. 

Enter Pete, with lantern, and Scuddeb, with note book, b. 

mo™f' ° De hundred and fort 7 -n«ne bales. Can you take any 

Not a bale. I’ve got engaged eight hundred bales at the 
next landing, and one hundred hogsheads of sugar at Patten’s Slide 
— that 11 take my guards under — hurry up thar. 

Voice. (Outside .) Wood’s aboard. 

Ratts. All aboard then. 

Enter M’Closkt, b. 

clerk**" Sig ° that rece5pt ’ ca P tain > aR d save me going up to the 

M'Closky. See here — there’s a small freight of turpentine in the 
fore hold there, and one of the barrels leaks; a spark from your 
engines might set the ship on fire, and you’d go with it. 

Ratts. You be darned 1 Go and try it, if you’ve a mind to. 
Lafouche. Captain, you’ve loaded up here until the boat is sunk 
so deep m the mud she won’t float. 

Ratts. (Calls off.) Wood up thar, you Polio —hang on to the 
salety valve —guess she’ll crawl off on her paddles. (Shouts 
heard, b.) v 

Jackson. What’s the matter ? 

Enter Solob, a. 

Solon. We got him! 

Scud. Who? 

Solon. The Injiun I 

Scud. Wahnotee? Where is he? D’ye call running away from 
a fellow catching him? * * 

Ratts. Here he comes. 

Omnes. Where? Where? 

Enter Wahnotee, b. : they are dtt about to rush on him. 

Scud. Hold on! stan’ round thar! no violence —the erittei 
uon t know what we mean. 

Jackson. Let him answer for the boy, then. 

M'Closky. Down with him — lynch him. 

Omnes. Lynch him! Exit Lafooohb, b. 


ACT IV.] 


THE OCTOROON- 


Set. St»rf tack, I tajrl I’ll nip th. tat tta* 1*J« »«os<*o« 

Wtaf. com. <* d. AM| 
Wahnotee. Paul wunce — Paul pangeuk. 

Pets. Pangeuk — dead. 

ZlSky": A»d you killed him? 

Scud. Hold on! 

WhLofc™’ Hugh vieu. (Goes i.) earth has been 

Scud. Here, stay 1 (Examines the ground.) I'he eartn nis 

W-nee Paul. (Points down, amd show, by pernio- 

mime how he buried Paul.) . .. there \ Stop 1 here’s 

Scud. Tiie Injiun means that he buried him there ^ 

a bit of leatlier; (draws oui mail-bags) the n ' a ‘‘ g ., t ^ 

osti (Sees tomahawk in WahnotebV - ggjg* out 
examines it.) Look! hero are marks of blood - look tnar, 

"iSS! Paul! (dloke. .ignthat Paui, «■«» kiHed by a on 
*‘“.1,. He confe.se. It; the Indian B ot drnnk,lumrelled »lth 
him, and killed him. 

Re-enter Lafouche, b., with smashed apparatus. 

Lafouche. Here are evidences of the.crime; t ( Wf. r ““' b £ e e ^ h f r [ 
emptied — this photographic apparatus smashe 

marks of blood and footsteps around the shed of enong h? 

srClosky. What more d’ye want — am t that prooi 0 

Lynch him! . , 

Omnes. Lynch him! Lynch him I . , 

Scud. Suin’ back, boys ! He s an Injiun fairp crime. 
Jackson. Try him, tlien — try him on the spot of his enm 
Omnes. Try him I Try him! 

Lafouche. Don’t let him escape I . .ju .t-irs m put a 

Ratts. I’ll see to that. (Draws revolver.) If he stars, a p 

bullet through his skull, mighty quick. i llrv _ we ’U fix this 

M'Closky. Come, form a court then, choose a jury we 

Tannin. 

Enter Thibodeaux and Caiulou, l* 

Thibo. Wbat’s the matter? _ 

Lafouche. We’ve caught this murdering Injiun, and are go g 
try him. (Wahnotee sits l., rolled \n blanket.) 

Pete. Poor little Paul - P°°r little nigger! 

Scud. Tliis business goes agin me, Ratts — tain t right. _ 

Lafouche. We’re ready; the jury s impanelled go 
who’ll be accuser ? 

Ratts. M’Closky. 

^Ratts. \es ; you was the first to hail Judge Lynch. 








82 


TttE OCTOEOny. 


, W * n > whn, » the nso of ttgum'nt whar guill 
■ticks out 80 plain; the boy and Injiun were alone When last seen. 

Scud. (l»c.) Who says' that? 

JT Closky. Everybody — that is, I lienrd so. 

Say what you know — not wlmt you heard. 

M Closky. I know then that the boy was killed with that tor.a* 
“ tbe red-skin owns it —the signs of violence are all round 
the shed —this apparatus smashed —ain't it plain that in a drunken 
lit he slew the boy, and when sober concealed the body yonder? 

Omnes. That’s it — that’s it. 

Ratts. Who defends the Injiun? 

1 " ill; . for il is R K> n my natur’ to b’lieve him guilty: and 
if he be, this ain’t the place, nor you the authority to try him. 
How are we sure the boy is dead at all ? There are no witnesses but 
a rum bottle and an old machine. Is it on such evidence you’d 
bang a human being? 

Ratt*. His own confession. . n 

Scud. I appeal against your usurped authority. This lynch law 
is a wild and lawless proceeding. Here’s a pictur’ for a civilized 
x community to afford: yonder, a poor, ignorant savage, and round 
him a circle of hearts, white with revenge and hate, thirsting for his 
blood: you call yourselves judges — you ain’t — you’re a jury of ex¬ 
ecutioners. It is such scenes as these that bring disgrace upon our 
Western life, r 

Af Closky. Evidence I Evidence! Give us evidence. We’ve had 
talk enough; now for proof.' 

Omnes. Yes, yes! Proof, proof. 

Scvd. Where am I to get it? The proof ia here, in my heart. 

Pete. ( Who has been looking about the camera.') Top, sar! Top 
a bit 1 O, laws-a-mussey, see dis: here’s a pictur’ I found stickin’ 
in that yar telescope machine, 6ar 1 look sar! 

Scud. A photographic plate. (Pete holds lantern up.) What’s 
tins, eh? two forms! The child —’tis he! dead —and above him 
— Ah! ah 1 Jacob M’Closky, ’twas you murdered that boy! 

\P Closky. Me? , 

Scud. You! You slew him with that tomahawk; and as you 
stood over his body with the letter in your hand, you thought that no 
witness saw the deed, that no eye was on you —but there was, Jncob 
M Closky, there was. The eye of the Eternal was on you — the 
blessed sun in heaven, that, looking down, struck upon this plate the 
image of the deed. Here you are, in the very attitude of your 
(riuiel - - 

.IT Closky Tis false I 

Scud. ’Tis true I the apparatus can’t lie. Look there, jurymen. 
(Shows plate to jury.) Look there. O, yon wanted evidence — 
you called for proof— Heaven lias answered and convicted you. 

M’Closky. What court of law would receive such evidence? 

(Going.) 

Ratts. Stop; this would. You called it yourself; you wanted to 
make us murder that Injiun; and since we’ve got our hands in for 
justice, we’ll try it on you. What say ye ? shall we have one law 
for the red-skin and another for the white? 






ACT tY.] 


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here under a higher JSU thi army is beforAthe «W 

the ship’s abcDad on th^ocea ^ . b ^ h t? 0 f br«« men, wh^ 
where m thunders the from whom justice eant b *» 

w tell 

▼oar neked breMta, 

Omnes. Go on. Go on. l won ’t strike him, 

Ratts- Seize him, then 1 ( V 'j nter; claws all over. 

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and Zoe be free. Twnchhim! Down with him! 

TT' £S <S5‘ *<“” a lct ll ” 

Scud. Silence i reWrn their verdict. 

ia ion“. r ‘i’ro«.pon*l“* t " * < i“!i“" iS d°«r (thorn him 

1W . <- T °^’KSfSrtSlSUw of poor Peel. 

wUh S5 
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Us*Wral AWay WUh him ~ pnt him down tbe aft halcb . «11 we rig 
ATCTosky. Fifty against one 1 01 if I had you one by one, alone 
5«d. Wa Now then^budnes^* “ ^ *«**"W*WO 

lee" u ) 0n dC turpentme barrels, and de shed’s all aflief (lire 

Wo “• °* ,chl ° 8 4reforw "'" ««><*• 
hcflwly! AH hand8 ab ° ard there ~ cut the atarn ropes —• gii e her 

rtSL j&u% t „y* v ° f ' ,j,r ‘ ■ k,ari - “fc »*•"» - 

Raits. Cut all away for’ard — overboard with every bale afire. 

The Steamer moves off -fire kept up - RPCloskt re-enters, b., 

swimming on. - ■ 

thn^t Sky ’ i?!J* have I fixed ye? Burnl burn! that’s right. Tou 
7 T M ad co ™ er ? d me - did 7^? As I swam down, I thought 
I heard sometlung in the water, as if pursuing me—one of their 

allga |? r8 ’ I suppose — they swarm hereabout — may they 
crunch every hmb of ye 1 Exit t J 

Wahnoteb swims on —finds trail—follow* him. The Steamm 
floats on at back, burning. Tableaux. 


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Enter Zob, l. i. *• 


. daylight— here Is Pete’s hut - 
Zoe. It wants an hour yet to dayl|gnt 

ni*) ( £S;E, wb » d * t » . 

Zot. Hmb, ‘M 1 "JJ’i you St in de iwampdi. time ob nlgbt 

_ ^traKhde'lera lore -^jou 1, *H »e‘- 

Zoe. Where’s Pete ? landing la9t night w id Mas’r Scudder . 

note'coinu^baifk sfnce —hint make it out.^ j hav e been up all 

Zoe. Aunty, there is sickness up remembured that wh en I had the 

ft* me S Stab, ’• bluet drink, ft- t”*de - ■*** 

I*j3r35*» . 

"”|‘ n ; N o ! bu. y o«,.«n V .u r rri.e-yo«lft..e«r ?P i.n., 

S- ,”u Sb K^t. for red fever. I. de foto heed 
Very bed, ..uVi •«* «- “ he ’ *° ** 

Erttrca?££*° si ” 

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g* tJKVStfE* £3 TO. mid - >* i» 

duced a long, long 8l ® ep '.. o ^hy you speak so wild? Whtf 
Dido. Why you tremble so r wny yu v 

vou’s gwine to do, missey r 

Dido. G No. m Who dat sick at de house? 

*5, G S| “ Ter^tnt to hurt y.ur.elf, 0, Ml.. Zoe, *hjr ?•» 

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see her dead than his 1 

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^dL °ii'r ^ •» -«•. 1 1 moAs star 1 ~ 

*ho «o Men taXd°m e “o ), °loip t ^teo'l”2'J’'“ ?Z’ ; *° J 0 ", 

eyea and put your little Zoe to rest Ah ! •* child; who dried my 

muster but One can disturb — thl’ , Ah , glve me the rest that no 
freel You can protect me from lb a » P fr °“, which 1 eha11 awake 
Pain. (Music) m ° from tbat “a«-do let me die without 

Zoe°' n^ 0 ’ n< ? bfe ' 8 B°°d for young ting like you 

DUO. 0 io g l°gV g :y° d DUr8e : y ° U WiU > 

lb^drink^!that\ may lufveTleav^n^h^h 0 " 118 drink, nurse; 

You will not give nfe to that man ? 0m ° ^7 d ear > dear home. 

““gTj 80 n iuc, '» «o much. - {GetJphLl^ ThM?’ tha V° ves you * 
i ! 8 Hus°hl' UiSSeyi 0! no-—don’t. ^ Ahllh ™«- 
Dido. Here, Solon, Minnie, Grace. Smu u 1 *' 

They enter. 

dp. Was de matter? 

AU.°0 l Mi o J Z ° e g0t de Pizen - Exit, u 

Exeunt , l. 

Scene II. — Cane-brake Bayou. — Bank a 7 W nn „i r-- 

M-Clok, *"> *• «• 

cl,ok, I - Ah I (l4k».) HelS.1w££.mI i wi P °7 1 

ing —curse it 1 lean nerer n? Why, I was dream- 

I thought I heard the sound of • * ,0Irt dreamin g. Hush 1 

sr r* £suitts 

mg. I must launch my dug-out and nut for ?i?fY Th ® ?*? 18 J 18 * 
hours I shall be safe from nursuit „„ hi i r ba y. and in a few 
schooners that run from Galveston to d ° f i°“ e w f the . coastin g 
this darned business will blow nvo. Matagorda. In a little time 
there’s that noTse again ! IfTt w'fr" h T a « ain - Harkl 
haunting me I Well — I didn’t mo tlle ghost of that murdered boy 

.k« hi * 

yOets tn canoe and rows off, l. - Wahnoteb paddles canoe on « 

°«ts out and find* trail —paddles offafter him, t.) ’ 


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tbb octoroon. 


87 


Scene III. - Oedar Swamp. 

Enter Souddb* and Pete, 1 *• 
w . com. »■ r,». » — «* «“ 

Nebb« -to* « «■« «** '“'" P 

de keeping. . d t walk , because »»m« blamed W« 

Ten miles we ve had to w ftU gafe . 

onbitched our dug-out. 1 6 

Pete P’r’aps it floated away lt8elf - . fh n n ;f e . 

S,uk. No P tl„ hitchtMB.. by de 

pat. Say, Ma.rsca^r, ft i,d we ’proach dal 

and raise de <k irklt ‘ 8 ’ d' - - h he took London out dar. 

■*tr SS'fr, 15 ot “ 

pete. I tell you, sa-hush l 

Scud. Wbat? (.Music.) . «wamp — dar agin 1 

Pete. Wasdat?- acry out dar m d ^ ^ V throUgh the under- 

Sat 4. So it is. Something f ^ he J QT a ruuft way nigger. 

( Scud. Stand off-what are ye? 

Pete. Mas’r Clusky. j ^ g0 no farther. I heard 

MClosky. Save me-save mei ca B 

▼oices. „ 

K“ tlfowct’ bKw >« —•-* dont J0 ° 
h0 £,‘/°"vSr™ 1 ™' —ah I (th»«» 

' fit Cta-ky-yo. „o« Vh,y. 

Ut irao,kv. No-no. I[ I l ”““ ou Jl ' , rf ”Xi“ P ™n t ' 1C y™' 1 i nol 
save me from the tomahaw . . t hered b y the red-skin ? 

leave one of your own bloo , t t0 figure on that — let us 

Scud. Hold on now, ^ Belvage of citi1i m- 

look straight at the tlung. e but Nature has said Uiat 

tion. It ain’t our side, I believe, rign y , ^ and the b i ac k man 
where the white man sets his fo , do we pay for that 

shall up sticks andstaudaround^nd^that is, in protection, for- 
possessiou? In cac.-? goods that show the critters the 

bearance, gentleness, :“ the savage. Now, what have 

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oo \ TBB OCTOROON. [ACT T 

Scud. You hare been tried — honestly tried and convicted. Prov¬ 
idence has chosen your executioner. I shan’t interfere. 

Pete. O, no; Mus’r Scudder, don’t leave Mas’r Closky like dat — 
don’t, sa — ’taiu’t what good Christian should do. 

Scud. D’ye hear that, Jacob ? This old nigger, the grandfather 
of the boy you murdered, speaks for you — don’t that go through 
you? D’ye feel it? Go on, Pete, you’ve waked up the Christian 
here, and the old hoss responds. ( Throws bowie-knife to M’CLOSKr.) 
Take that, and defend yourself. 

■Exit Scuddkr and Pete, b. 1 b. — Wahnotee face* him.— 
Eight — bute. — M’Closky rune off, l. 1 b. — Wahnotee 
follows him. — Screams outside. 


Scene IY. — Parlor at Teukebonne. 


Enter Zoe, o. ( Music .) 

Zoe. My home, my home I I must see you no more. Those little 
flowers can live, but I cannot. To-morrow they’ll bloom the same 

— all will be here as now, and I shall be cold. 01 my life, my hap¬ 
py life. why has it been so bright ? 

Enter Mbs. Peyton and Doba, o. 

Dora. Zoe, where have you been ? 

Mrs. P. We felt quite uneasy about you. 

Zoe. I’ve been to the negro quarters. I suppose I shall gc 
before long, and I wished to visit all the places, once again, to see 
the poor people. 

Mrs. P. Zoe, dear, I’m glad to see you more calm this morning. 

Dora. But how pale she looks, and she trembles so. 

Zoe. Do I? (Enter George, c.) Ahl he is here. 

Dora. George, here she is? 

Zoe. I have come to say good-by, sir; two hard words — so hard, 
they might break many a heart; mightn’t they? 

George. O, Zoe 1 can you smile at this moment? 

Zoe. You see how easily I have become reconciled to my fate — 
so it will be with you. You will not forget poor Zoe 1 but her image 
will pass away like a little cloud that obscured your happiness a while 

— you will love each other; you are both too good not to join your 
hearts. Brightness will return amongst you. Dora, I once made 
you weep; those were the only tears I caused any body. Will you 
forgive me ? 

Dora. Forgive you— (Kisses her.") 

Zoe. I feel you do, George. 

George. Zoe, you are pale. Zoe! — she faints 1 

Zoe. No; a weakness, that’s all — a little water. (Doha gets 
water.) I have a restorative here—will you jour it in the glass? 
(Dora attempts to take it.) No; not you — George. (George 
poms contents of phial in glass.) Now, give it to me. George, 
dear George, do you love me ? 

George. Do you doubt it, Zoe ? 


TBE OCTOROON. 


89 


ACT V.] 


Dor«. N Zoe,^ if all I ^possess would buy your freedom, 1 would 

^Zoe. ^Iam free 1 I had but one Master on earth, and he has given 

me my freedom! . , e , 

Dora. Alas 1 but the deed that freed you was not lawful. 

Zoe. Not lawful — no — but I am going to where there is no law 

— where there is only justico. 

George. Zoe, you are suffering — your lips are wlute your 

cheeks arc flushed. . \ 

Zoe. I must be going—it is late. Farewell, Dora. (Retires.) 
Pete. (Outside , n.) Whar’s Missus — whar s Mas r George t 
George. They come. 

Enter Sccdder. 

Scud. Stand around and let me pass — room thar! I feel so big 
with joy, creation ain’t wide enough to bold me. Mrs. Peyton, 
George Peyton, Terrebonne is yours. It was that rascal M Uosky 
— but he got rats, I swow — lie killed the boy, Paul, to rob this letter 
from the mail-bags — tho letter from Liverpool you know — he sot 
Are to the shed — that was how the steamboat got burned up. 

Mrs. P. What d’ye mean? 

Scud. Bead — read that. (Gives letter.) 

George. Explain yourself. 

Enter Sunnyside. 

ScudT Every word of it, Squire. Here, you tell it, since yon 
know it. If I was to try. I’d bust. 

Mrs. P. Bead, George. Terrebonne is yours. 


Enter Pete, Dido, Solon, Minnie, and Grace. 

Pete. Wliar is she — whar is Miss Zoe ? 

Scud. What’s the matter? 

Pete. Don’t ax me. Wliar’s do gal ? I say.’ 

Scud. Here she is — Zoe! — water — she faints. 

Pete. No — no. ’Tain’t no faint — she’s a dying, sa: she gol 
pison from old Dido here, this mornin’. 

Scudl .^ Zoe! is this true?—no, it ain’t— darn it, say it aint. 
Look here, you’re free, you know • nary a master to hurt you now . 
you will stop here as long as you’re a mind to, only don t look so. 

Dora. Her ctfes have changed color. 

Pete. Dat’s what her soul’s gwine to do. It s going up dar, whar 
Jere’s no line atween folks. 

George. She revives. 

Zoe. (On sofa, c.) George - where — where — 

George. O, Zoe 1 what have you done?/ , „„ 

Zoe. Last night I overheard you weeping in your room, and you 
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